The heart feels different colours on different days
On days when it misses you
It sports a shade of blue
On days when it is a bit mellow
There is to it a shade of yellow
On days when it feels light
It's serene and white
On days when it's a bit mean
There's to it a shade of green
On days when it's bleeding and feels near dead
It sports the colour red
On days when in love it does lack
It's covered with a shade of black
It's never a solitary colour
Always an assortment of hues